Take three guys with a dozen songs or so of roughly three to four minutes apiece into a studio in Jersey with just a few instruments and not that many tracks to over-produce across for two weeks only and what do you get?
Well, in the case of Dipsomaniac Mick Chorbaâ€™s self-confessed â€œlo-fi side project with alt. counry overtonesâ€ The Successful Failures, you more than ably get to recreate that fleeting Golden Age of the Paley Brothers, Greg Kihn and Rubinoos anew, thatâ€™s what!
And guess what else? Well, one can hear precisely the kind of potent musical potient Ryan Adams, for one, is in most dire need of right about now (â€œSewer Waterâ€), one can savor again all the Farfisic paisley garage-pop of the classic circa-â€™86 Cheepskates (â€œWhat You Areâ€), one can imagine Poco hiring Pete Ham to write them a rightful middle-eight (â€œGod Knowsâ€) or The Replacements threw some brand new ProTools even (â€œIf Thatâ€™s The Way That You Want Itâ€).
But no, that still ainâ€™t all! Coz â€œHick Barsâ€ may as well be the worldâ€™s first-ever lovingly lowly mp3, â€œLetting The Terrorists Winâ€ once and hopefully for all relegates John Ashcroftâ€™s â€œLet The Eagle Soarâ€ to the Axis of Evil Besides, and even the Bonus â€œI Am A Rockâ€ Track is SO much more a pleasant Surprise than P. Simonâ€™s latest ever will be, believe you me.
So, as recent all-American events more than repeatedly demonstrate, only the most successful fail upwards, and this CD certainly isnâ€™t about to prove otherwise, God knows.